Crawford avalanche. (Grayling, Mich.) 1879-19??, 1887-09-08
She laughed disdainfullx.

You may laugh as much as you please,
said Harry, warmly; "Sadie Palmer is 1
perfect lady,"
"A ladyl' cried Ella, scornfully. Ssh,
is bold thing, and / don't care If she
knows think SO. A lady" And she utterl
another scornful laugh.
Harry closed his lips firmly against the
angry words that came surgiDg mp to them
He clenched his hands tightly behind his
back, and walked ON in silence.
Thus matters progressed for some time,
the quarrel growing warmer and warmer,
with no signs OF reconciliation between
them.
One day Harry came home at noon,
tired, and In q very bad mood. He found
his dinner far from being ready.
Hurry up, Ella, he said. IL have lot
ofwork to do and must hurry back to the
Office as soon as possible. / don't UNDER
stand why you should be behindhand to-
day."
Il have been cleaning, and have had
just all l could do. / don't see why you
should be in such hurry to-day. If you
can't wait, take lunch"
He proceeded TO do 30, and, rs he
munched the cold bread and butter, he
said:
"You are getting little careless about
the meals, Ella. must have them regu-
lar. Sometimes my business is such that
can't spend the time to como home here
and wait for meal to be prepared. You
must pay more attention to this matter"
II can't do anything to please you," she
cried, petulantly. "You are always COM
| planning"
IL am not" he answered, sharply, "and
you know 1t. Why do you say so2"
Ella was fully aroused now.
sparhana aarCacficoIlv anarhoDa yo,,
would have got some one who would have
pleased you better il you had married
Sadie Palmer"
"Very likely" he said, and was sorry for
the words as soon as they were uttered.
He could not stay there longer, and SO he
hurried away to his office.
The long afternoon dragged away very
slowly. More than once his thoughts
turned 10 his little yellow haired wife, and
he wondered if his harsh words had hurt
her very much. 1t was very late when he
finished his work, put awGy the scattered
As be Ore drew s'isft Hsaf tho cottage, he thought
how Ella used to be standing in the door
way waiting for him, and, when he ap-
peared at the foot of the long path, she
would run to meet him. He looked for
Der to- night, half-hoping that she would
run TO meet him as OF old; but the cottage
uOOI WAS ODcIlg anu uO Wub III blknts
He paused upon the steps, hoping to hear
her singing ns she went about her work.
but no sound came from within. With a
sinking heart he entered. The things were
in about the same condition that they were
when he left at noon. The supper-table
was not set, and no smiling little wife was
waiting him. He wandered through the
lonely rooms.
ELLA! Ella"
Only the echoes answered.
"She is away at some of the neighbofs', I"
he said, with sinking heart. II will wait
here on the doorstep till she returns
The sun was mixing behind the western
hills. A smoky haze hung in the air, Civ
ing the last beams of the setting sun q
dull rcd look. oh, how quiet and lonely it
was!
Ho sat there upon tho steps, buried deep
in thought, while the sun went down and
the shadows gathered. He lived over bis
| life since he and Ella were married. He
saw them all then-his faults and his
! wrong -doings. He aroused himself. The
pale moon was up, and the evening breezes
were whispering among the vines and how-
ers above his head.
Where can she be?" he said. Il must
| find her,"
He thought she might be at Saul Bonds,
ana started out ncrObS tno Helub 10 make
his way thither. This short cut" led him
through the village graveyard. He hurried
forward with anxious haste, picking his
way among the graves, to find his dear lit
tie wife. Suddenly he paused. Leaning
against the white headstone Of one of the
graves was dark form. The grave was
that Of Elias mother, and instinct told him
! that the dark form was that of Ella. She
moved, and distinctly he heard these
words:
"Oh, mother! mother! am so unhappy!
so unhappy! He was so kind once, but
cannot please him now. He does not love
me any more. Oh! what shall 1 dor"
Then followed a burst of tears and sobs.
He stepped quickly forward, saying:
"Ella"
She sprang up and stood before him in
the moonlight with bowed head and
clasped hands. lie came to her and took
both her cold hands in his own.
"Dear Ella, he said, and his own voice
irembled, "come back with me. l have
beon a brute to treat you so. Ella, 1 love
you more than all the world"
"Ob, Harry" she cried. Don't you care
for Sadie Palmer"
81 wouldn't give my dear little wife fol
ten thousand Sadie Palmers. We will be-
gin over again, little one, and will try an6
do better. am all to blamo-"
NO, no, Harry; 1 am TO blame as well o'
"Nonsense!" And he stopped her mouth
with kiss.